Declan Darcy said, "You'll know once you get there."
"You won't reveal even a little bit?"
"Not at all."
Emma Tremont's curiosity was instantly piqued by him.
Declan Darcy drove to a high-end restaurant, where a waiter led the two of them to an elegant private room door and stopped.
"Mr. Darcy, Miss Tremont, please come in."
Emma Tremont said, "You brought me here to eat? You didn't have to keep it so secretive..."
While she spoke in a casual and relaxed manner, she naturally and effortlessly pushed the door open and walked in.
Declan Darcy watched her with a smile and said nothing.
But as soon as Emma Tremont walked in, she was taken aback.
There were people in this private room... How come?
Did she enter the wrong room?
No, it wasn't the wrong room. The woman sitting there, smiling gently at her, wasn't it...?
Emma Tremont quickly turned back and looked at Declan Darcy, "This..."
Declan Darcy said indifferently, "I brought you here to meet someone."
